LOGIN“Chief steward, apologies for keeping you waiting. I’m glad you honored our pack!”
I heard my so-called father say as he approached a wiry-looking man with gaunt but stern features. His stance showed he was probably someone to be respected, especially with the way my father was currying favor towards him.
“Well… Alpha Hane, I do not have much time to spend here. You sent a message that you have something good for the palace this year?” he asked, but it was more of a statement.
My father had ignored me, concentrating on the steward like his life depended on it, even though I was dragged by boss Dane to this waiting room.
The steward was eyeing me on the side like I was prime meat, ever since my father and I entered; I can guess from the cynical expression on his face that he was weighing whether I was worth the effort of his coming.
“Oh yes, chief steward.”
My father moved close to me. “I am offering my dearest daughter to the royal palace this year. She has been specially tutored and can fit into any role you want her to play.”
“Can’t you?” he asked, turning to look at me with an expression that says I’m not allowed to ruin this for him.
With a forlorn expression, I replied tersely, “Yes.”
“Is this voluntary alpha? I don’t want to hear rumors that the royal family kidnapped people from your clan,” the steward stated with his bushy eyebrows raised in a query.
“Of course, chief steward, I am her father, and I have the final say; she is only 18 this year, and though she is a bit stubborn, she is trainable and can take orders well.”
I stared as my ‘father’ kept spouting trash from his lips.
If not that, I don't understand this world here. I wouldn’t have been willing to participate, but as an experienced police officer specializing in negotiation and ransom.
I know my best bet is to cooperate and not allow them to subdue me any more than I am. I would prefer not to be dragged and drugged again. I prefer to retain my senses, thank you.
Rolling my inner eyes, I listened to their conversation, and for certain I know this steward is not to be taken for granted before if I can escape, I will have to learn as much as I can and regain my strength.
This body is really weak; I will need to work up and build my strength. After all, the previous owner exhausted herself to death.
Before I could blink, Boss Dane dragged me outside, and we left my father and the steward inside. He was busy licking his boots, not even caring about the fate of his daughter. It was already dark, and I couldn’t see through the darkness.
He opened the door to the back seat of a car: Oh, so they have a car here, too. I actually thought I was in medieval times, but I guess not.
The journey was silent and long; my strength had returned for a while now, but my hands were still bound. I kept staring around to see the grounds, but everywhere was underdeveloped, just a little bit of rural settlements here and there.
I didn’t want to speak, and the guard sitting with me also did not look like he wanted to converse with me.
After a period of time, I guess two to three hours, because it was pretty late and the night moon was shining brightly as we got to a large expanse with an amazingly large castle that had multiple wings in sight.
It was a sight to behold!
I could not help myself. “Is this the Lycan royal palace?” I asked.
The guard sitting with me grunted in answer but kept mum. He stepped out immediately after the car parked and pulled me out.
“Oh, I see.” That was all I could say, stunned.
There were two cars that were parked. The one I came in with and the other, I guess, took the steward.
With no words spoken, I was taken into the castle through a side door, and I was handed over to a madam.
“So, is she the new addition?” she asked.
“Yes, my lady, she is from the Wolflane clan,” the guard stated.
“She doesn’t look like much. That useless Alpha has dropped his reject on us, a human for that matter,” she stated with annoyance.
“Hey girl, what’s your name?”
I looked at her stern face, stunned for a second, then it occurred to me, she was speaking to me.
“Shei…. Hmm, no, Gina, my name is Gina.”
“I see, take her to the west wing for the rest of the night. I will attend her tomorrow…” she replied.
I was settled into a shabby room that looked like an abandoned store room, my exhausted mind and body couldn’t be bothered, so I just lay on the hard mattress and fell asleep.
Dreaming of my life and quaint little apartment in New York, I could feel someone prodding me, and that was truly annoying. I had not slept enough…
“Who is that? Bug off!” I said, not bothering to open my eyes.
“Hey, you, the lady maid asked me to wake you up,” someone said.
Then it dawned on me, “Lady maid? Gina?” My eyes snapped open.
“So, I am still here?” I said out loud.
“You poor thing, you must be truly stupid has been rumored. What do you mean you are still here?”
“Hurry up and clean up, make sure to change into this,” she hands me a maid's clothing; “You have just five minutes,” she said, stepping out of the room.
Five minutes later, I was out into the hallway, my mind and body were tired from the whole stress, and I had not rested properly since I got to this world.
“Hey, what’s your name?” I asked.
She turned her eyes, assessing me from top to bottom, and answered, “My name is Lila, now follow me and no more questions.”
By the time we got to a larger hallway, it struck 5am on the dot, the large clock in the expansive brown and gold-colored room showed.
I can’t believe they woke me up before 5am, I grumbled to myself.
In the room, there were other maids standing rigidly, like they were set for inspection; they looked neat and prim.
I joined immediately, so I don’t stand out too much. Lila stood on the opposite side of us. The madam I met yesterday came in from another door as if she knew we were all here, ready and waiting for her.
“So, you are the new maids. This is the royal palace, and there are laid down rules to follow.”
POV: GinaNo one panicked. That surprised me most, walking back from the standing stones that night, Caleb's hand was steady in mine.The news of some future threat, still years distant, didn't send us spiraling the way similar news once would have."We prepare," Caleb said simply, as we crossed the last stretch of forest toward home. "The same way we've prepared for everything else. Not with fear leading us. With readiness.""Elowen offered continued contact," I said. "A genuine bridge between our peoples, rather than simply a warning and silence.""Then we build that bridge," he said. "Exactly the way we built every other alliance this kingdom now stands on."I believed him completely. And that belief, more than anything Elowen had shown us in the stones' silver light, was what let me sleep that night.**As the years flowed by, as they tended to in a kingdom that has finally found a semblance of peace.The council of the Farlands dispatched envoys two more times before Selene reache
POV: Caleb"I want full security," I said, spreading the map across the war room table. "But not so overwhelming that it reads as hostile posturing before we even understand their intentions.""A careful balance," Varric agreed. "Enough presence to protect our people, not so much that we provoke exactly the kind of conflict this correspondence claims to want to avoid."Keith studied the proposed positioning carefully. "I would recommend a perimeter team, positioned at a discreet distance, with Gina and yourself approaching the actual meeting point directly, alongside Maren given her expertise.""Selene stays here," Gina said immediately, her tone leaving no room for argument. "Whatever these Farlands people actually want, I won't risk our daughter's safety on unverified diplomatic promises.""Agreed completely," I said. "Isolde and Lucien can oversee her care while we're away."Lucien nodded from across the table. "We'll keep her perfectly safe. Though I'll admit, given everything thi
POV: Gina"Beyond our traditional borders," I repeated, my exhaustion from the journey immediately replaced by sharp, careful attention. "We don't have official contact with territories beyond what this kingdom already recognizes.""That's precisely what concerns me," Keith said, leading us toward the war room despite the late hour. "The correspondence arrived through channels we don't fully understand, delivered by a messenger who simply appeared at our northern checkpoint, claiming diplomatic status from lands he described only as 'the Farlands.'"Lucien joined us shortly after, having been informed immediately given the significance of the development, his expression carrying genuine curiosity beneath careful diplomatic caution."I've reviewed every historical record available," he said, settling at the table. "There's no formal documentation of territories matching that description anywhere in our archives, though there are fragmentary references, scattered across various old text
POV: Caleb"This connects to Selene how?" Gina asked, her earlier peaceful contentment replaced immediately by sharp, protective concern."He didn't specify," I said, rereading the message carefully. "Only that it requires our direct attention, and that he considers it urgent enough to interrupt our evening despite understanding we're managing a newborn."Gina's expression carried genuine worry. "We can't simply ignore a request like that, not after everything Thorne's proven about his judgment.""I agree," I said. "We'll need to travel there, though I want proper precaution given Selene's age and everything we've recently confirmed about her unique connection to the sealed Gate."We arranged the journey carefully over the following two days, understanding traveling with an infant required considerably more preparation than our previous, more urgent expeditions had allowed. Maren accompanied us again, alongside a small, trusted security detail, while Isolde insisted on joining as well
POV: Gina"What exactly happened?" I asked, exhaustion warring with immediate, protective alertness as I held Selene closer against my chest."The monitoring corps reported a significant surge in energy readings at the main Gate site," Keith said carefully. "Timed almost precisely with Selene's birth, according to their logged reports."Maren's expression shifted immediately into focused concern. "That's not coincidental. A child born from a completely chosen-mate bond, particularly one carrying such significant dual inheritance, would naturally create ripples through whatever magical connections remain active in this kingdom.""Is the Gate breaching?" Caleb asked, tension evident despite his attempt at composure given Selene's presence."No," Keith said quickly. "The seal itself remains fully intact. The surge appears to have been a response rather than an attack — almost like the barrier itself acknowledging something significant had occurred."I felt something ease slightly in my c
POV: CalebI reached the receiving room within minutes of Lena's urgent message, finding Gina gripping the arm of a chair, her expression tight with pain and something else — fear, though she was clearly trying to mask it for my benefit."It's early," she said, before I could ask. "Two weeks early, and I think the confrontation with Alpha Hane triggered it.""We need Maren," I said immediately, already calling for the nearest attendant. "And the healers, now."The following hour passed in a blur of urgent activity, Gina moved carefully to the birthing chambers while Maren arrived breathless, having rushed from wherever she'd been resting within the palace grounds."You're early," Maren observed, echoing my own earlier concern, though her tone carried more analytical focus than alarm. "Likely stress-triggered, given what Lena's described about today's meeting.""Is that dangerous?" I asked, fear tightening my chest."Not inherently," Maren said, though something careful in her expressi
Caleb POVMy mother strong-armed me to this soirée of hers; she spends the huge palace resources just to create a fantasy meeting of me meeting an aristocratic lady of choice.I got tired of coming since it was always the same set of people with the Lycan males' usual groveling and the females' thei
Gina POVSheila Adam had never thought of herself as special; being born an orphan meant the odds were always truly stacked against her, and she had never found a place to belong.So here she was staring at the ragged ceiling of a cave, looking at weeds growing out and stones of various shapes arou
Opportunities truly come, just that only the prepared get to use them.My desire to escape didn’t match up with the preparedness that I needed, but I didn’t know that then.“The palace will host a soirée tonight, it’s the Queen’s orders. Every maid is expected to help.”“Even me?” I asked, eyebrows
“The most important rule is never to address or initiate a talk with the royals.You are at the bottom of the hierarchy, and you should act like that.If a royal member orders something, you provide it.Never look a royal in the eyes or else meet the consequences.”"You will learn the rest as you w







